Chapter 237 Wiping nose with one's father's pants

When people heard her words, their expressions were extremely complicated. This little ancestor's ideas were really different from others.

If you came back during the day, people could still see what you looked like. If you came back at night, wouldn't you be scared to death with your clothes? Besides

, you have embarrassed yourself enough. If you came back during the day, people would be curious at most, and there would be no such rumors outside. You had to wander around outside for a day and then create such a weird rumor.

Lin Mo threw himself at his father with tears in his eyes, "Dad, you don't know how I spent my day. I ate wild fruits all day and didn't dare to go down the mountain."

"There was also a child who laughed at me for being ugly, and the woodcutters said I was a monster when they saw me. I have never suffered so much injustice since I was a child, and they actually said I was ugly!" "

We look so similar. If they say I am ugly, they mean you are ugly. Dad, you have to avenge me."

Looking at Lin Mo who was crying while hugging his thigh, Minister Lin struggled for a while, but the human mark on his leg did not move at all.

Now his whole body is full of rejection. You have made yourself like this. If others don't say you are ugly, who else will they say is ugly? Even children laugh at you, and you still want to go out to play. Don't you know how to return the same way?

Lin Mo wiped all his snot and tears on his father's pants, and Minister Lin felt his legs slowly becoming sticky.

The ministers around him took two steps back, luckily they were not hugging their thighs.

Bai Xiao could hardly bear to watch any more, there are hands here, why don't you use them, you have to wipe all your tears and snot on your father's legs.

After wiping his face clean, Lin Mo sighed comfortably, it was still more comfortable to wipe it clean, those hands were probably too small, they would get soaked after wiping the tears, how could it be as convenient as my father's pants and robes.

[Xiaobai, my father's pants and clothes are quite absorbent, do you have the same fabric? I can make two handkerchiefs to wipe my nose. Bai Xiao

: [Yes, there are two pieces of the same cloth in your storeroom.]

Minister Lin was about to collapse. He kept repeating to himself that this was his own child, and he had wiped his tears and snot for him since he was a child.

When this little thing was a child, he would wipe his tears and snot with his face whenever he cried, and his face was all dirty.

It was better to wipe with clothes than with his face, and Minister Lin felt much better after comforting himself.

Emperor Xuande looked at the pitiful Lin Mo, tried hard to hold back his smile and said, "Alright, alright, stop crying. Why are you still crying for a grown-up girl? Don't go out like this in the future. What if you scare others?"

"My dear Minister Lin, take this little ancestor of yours back quickly. She must not be allowed to see me like this tomorrow. Wash her face clean."

Minister Lin nodded stiffly and picked up Lin Mo.

Lin Mo found a comfortable position skillfully, and said to her father in a particularly good mood: "Dad, my little pocket is filled with a lot of wild fruits. I'll give them to you to taste later."

"This fruit is very sweet, sweeter than the fruits sold in the capital. We can use it to make jam."

Minister Lin knocked on her head helplessly and said: "It's already this time, and you are still thinking about eating fruits to make jam. Let's see how you will explain to your mother when you go back. And these pants and clothes, next time if you dare to use my pants to wipe your tears and nose, don't blame me for punishing you."

Bai Xiao followed behind happily: "Uncle, uncle, do you have chicken legs? We haven't eaten all day and we want to eat."

Hearing the voices of these three people getting farther and farther away, everyone smiled helplessly and shook their heads.

It is really amazing to have two such ancestors in one family. In the past, everyone thought that Minister Lin always had a cold face and a rigid temper.

But now it seems that they were all wrong. There is no one in the whole capital with a better temper than Minister Lin. Otherwise, having such a little ancestor in the family must be very mad. How could he be so spoiled?

After Lin Mo went back, she was scolded by her mother, and then her parents forced her to wash her face.

As for why she was not allowed to wash herself, it was mainly because this person rubbed her face with oil twice and was ready to eat, regardless of whether it was washed clean or not.

"Don't move! Brother Huan, you should hold her down. Why are you so restless when washing your face? I'll use water to comb your hair later."

Mrs. Lin's mouth was fierce but her hands were very gentle. Minister Lin held Lin Mo's face. Bai Xiao was eating and watching the show with a bowl in his hand.

"Uncle and aunt haven't washed the dirt behind her ears yet."

"Uncle and aunt are rolling their eyes in the factory!"

Looking at the person who was adding fuel to the fire, Lin Mo was particularly angry and complained in his heart: "Why are you like this? Why are you adding fuel to the fire? Every time my parents beat me, you just watch the show. This is not fair!" Bai Xiao

took a bite of rice and answered cheerfully: "Isn't this fun? And every time your parents beat you, I was kneeling beside you. I was there for you every time you were punished."

The two of them started arguing with each other. Mrs. Lin, the Minister of the House of Lords, washed the face and hair of the little ancestor with a normal expression.

Whose child is so old and still needs to be served by his parents to wash his face and hair? Only this family.

The main reason was that the other maids couldn't hold down the little bastard when washing his hair, and others didn't dare to use too much force.

It took an hour to finally comb her hair. Lin Mo leaned on the chair with a chicken leg stuffed in her mouth, and Mrs. Lin combed her hair bit by bit with a comb.

"If you mess up your hair like this in the future, I won't care about you."

Mrs. Lin rubbed her shoulders, which were sore.

Minister Lin helped his wife to press her and said with a smile: "It's no use your admonishing her like this. If she gets herself like this again in the future, punish her to live out alone for three days. This kind of punishment will be effective."

Lin Mo looked at his father in disbelief: "Dad, am I still your biological son? If you let me live out like this for three days, then by then, the rumors about monsters will not spread outside, but I don't know what kind of hideous ghost I will become."

Today was really exhausting, so the two went to bed early. The next morning when Lin Mo went to the court meeting, he woke up and found that he had failed and was taken away by his father.

As for why it wasn't his brother, it was because they didn't live together. Lin Qi lived with his colleagues, and Lin Ran lived with her good friends. Only Lin Mo, as the Lin couple were worried about her living outside, so they put her in the side hall of their room.